Turn It Upside Down de Spin Doctors

Listado de Canciones

1. Big Fat Funky Booty4:15

   Letra

   My baby nice, she's so polite She say "please," when she ask me, Stay the night. She's around the house, she loves me so She's baking up a little bit of my Rising, rising dough Good lordy God, my gosh almighty Her booty fine, and it's trimmed so tidy Horseradish, mama, just a smidge Spend a whole lot of time peekin' into Her big old kitchen fridge Gotta love it, it's my duty She got a big fat funky booty Not above it, makes me moody Whole mess of big fat funky booty Waaaagh, sweet sugar plum I'm crippled blind, a little deaf and dumb It's wonderful, could I get a little more 'Cause it's about as wide as my garage door When we're in bed and it's late at night, she put her Ams around me and she hold me tight But I say, "No baby, no, baby, no, But I sure could use a bit of your funky booty, though."
2. You Let Your Heart Go Too Fast3:49
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   Having been by that old bank tower, I'm inclined to wonder why you feel so strong. You can't have really seen the hour If you think she's trying to do you wrong. I see you got that lump in your throat I hear you mumbling, "That's all she wrote." Love was in the next room drinking antidote. You ought to know that girl by now. She'll never settle down anyhow. You let your heart go too fast. You let your heart go too fast. Broken glass turns back to flint and sand. I only cease to love as love demands. As you know it takes a while to clap those fragments from your idle hands. Couple months could dry a sea of tears, leave only salt beneath our dried up piers. We won't believe we cared, I swear, in a couple years. You ought to know that girl by now. She'll never settle down anyhow. You let your heart go too fast. You let your heart go too fast. If time heals all wounds, don't you know that Time also deals them. The days go by, and everybody feels them. We stuggle with our fates, But our action only seals them. They say that murder ain't the fault of the weapon. I'm smoking sad to be the gun. I want to blow you all away, but I don't want to put no Bullets into anyone. I see the feathers that enfringe your heart. I see the blood ooze from around the dart. Cupid spites the sense that keeps two Mismatched souls apart.
3. Cleopatra's Cat4:04

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4. Hungry Hamed's5:11
5. Biscuit Head4:19

   Letra

   Hey now, Eddie, all covered in confetti C'mon over here and gimme some of your spaghetti Hey now, Ed, you big biscuit head Stop cracking your toes and get your pig out my bed Hey now, Mack, with your head in a crack Your body in a bag and your flamingo in a sack Hey now, Chester, you big baby bester Who cut's your clothes, the butcher or the jester? Biscuit Head, why you have a biscuit head Biscuit Head, a double-decker biscuit head Biscuit Head, why you have a biscuit head Biscuit Head, a noteworthy biscuit head Hey now, Mabel, why you looking for a label? I hope that you don't get eaten in the fable Hey now, Nellie, with an anchor on your belly Shall I compare peanut butter to your jelly? Hey now, fellow Rocker, you're such a good talker Can't chew gum and Rockerfeller from your locker Hey now, Bill, did you get your fill? C'mon up the stairs, come up and sign your will Biscuit Head, why you have a biscuit head Biscuit Head, a double-decker biscuit head Biscuit Head, why you have a biscuit head Biscuit Head, a noteworthy biscuit head It's got you all laid up in bed
6. Indifference4:24

   Letra

   Indifferent minds seek nothing They wait to be told They never stop talking The way you talk to me You give me the blues I feel like walking Expression's at the story's gate Share your thoughts, do they walk away? Revealing tales of kids and pawns, Tall grass, dragons, and moutain songs Break the thread of indifference They'll suck the wind right from your soul To never listen to the voice of memory Is to die waiting for nothing I'd rather kiss the empty blue Than to stay here waiting forever on you On a trip in theis place called time Where no one lives, no one can find Quiet streams of life gone by Roll down the face of lovers And in the early morning tears We cry Into each other Sew the thread of indifference It rolls on and on and on To never listen to the voice of memory Is to die waiting for nothing
7. Bags Of Dirt4:48

   Letra

   The more things change, the more they stay the same. And the more it rains, the less I know. Why do these foreign skies change the way home? Why do these hotel walls hang their strangeness on my own? Oh mama, I'm gonna roll, with a truckload of hurt. These wheels have rolled across I don't know how many bags of dirt Barefoot in the back of the van, tossing an arcing empty soda can. Long ways, long days, waitresses frayed and underpaid we were harried and waylaid. We arrived that evening and not a moment too soon. Finding a place it was, you may say, cool. These sketches of an infinite architecture are ink and unconfirmed conjecture A dream glimpse of the puppeteer's knuckle a fragment of a fraction of a gesture And when the ghost whispers, I'll set down all I hear A garbled, shorthand outline by a marionette in fear Oh mama, I'm gonna roll, with a truckload of hurt. These wheels have rolled across I don't know how many bags of dirt
8. Mary Jane3:41
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   Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again I asked my uncle If I could go Yes, yes, go out and take Mary Jane to the picture show But Uncle Bob sighed He could not answer He died one second before in the arms of a go-go dancer Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again I wanna roll you Way down in the fields Where you where born I wanna roll you When I'm ragged and forlorn You have no friend You have no pet If there's anything better than you You know they haven't found it yet Mary Jane, Mary Jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again
9. More Than Meets The Ear3:55

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   All the roots in the earth Are speaking to a heart of stone. The children can hear it in their bones, And in this stone is More than meets the mind. The particles in the air Each of each are holding hands. The music sounding is their dance, And in this dance is More than meets the eye. All our songs are somewhere else being played for us By glowing hands celestial and not there. The stars and planets in the sky Each of each are singing tunes And listening are all the moons, And in their tunes are More the meets the ear.
10. Laraby's Gang3:39
11. At This Hour3:54

    Letra

    Here he come walking down the street Got them funky ragged things on his feet He got half a busted moon in his smile Now I know he's walked that long and lonely mile He's got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack He see a red door and he want to paint it black He's got a vote for you now if you dare To not pretend that he's not there Yeah, he coming down on you Yeah, what'cha you gonna do? Your the only one walking down the street He's the only one that you're likely to meet At this hour baby, You're so used to living in luxury Greed's made you blind and you just can't see So many people in the world today Who won't ever have things their own way You live protected, respected, inside the law, You're sunny-side-up, he's wearing his yolk raw You say you never took nothing he'd refuse, He's living off the crap, man, that you can't use
12. Someday All This Will Be Road4:42

    Letra

    Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's Painting the bedroom grey Computer Mage, the plastic age Someday all this will be a road "Where will it take us?" "It's got seventeen lanes." "Where will it run?" "It's an interstate parkway." "Where will it go?" "It's a boot print of progress." "Where will it take us?" "It's gonna be a road, be a road." "Domesticated primates," the Leary Convict sez Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of Pez, of course, School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was Nothing really said, I could have stayed home in bed and watched Reruns of Desi Arnaz "Time is just a concept," sez Einstein's kid, the dunce. "People's way of keeping everything from happening at once Overtake the light, and time is in your sight And black holes bend the beams so nothing's where it seems and Finding out the truth could take you months."
13. Beasts In The Woods4:35

    Letra

    Let me illuminate my interpretation Which I will try to serve with an illustration All the beasts in the woods Bare their fangs and peddle goods Let us take the diagram, examine it in detail Some channels they are wholesale, some are retail You need only attach the tags To make merchandise of your rags Blessings and plagues descend upon the land Where are the gods to protect us? Think I see a shining hand Let us take the masses and use them as our model The rich and poor in their mansions and their hovels Will we have the option to thrive? Will there be a door to survive?